Good day, folks. My name is Lucas Flanders and I am a Crack Addict. What do I mean by Crack Addict? I like butt cracks and I cannot lie! I especially like big-booty ghetto bitches. Big and plump chicks from the ghetto who are into all kinds of raunchy sex. I don't know why. Must be something in my brain, I guess. Whatever the case, they're the only bitches w...
Warning: This story contains a giantess, huge boobs, giant cocks and balls, and ridiculously excessive cum. It's also just a bit ridiculous in general. It also contains a herm/futa, which I know isn't everyone's cup of tea. All characters are 18 or older. If you don't like this sort of thing, please don't read it. *** Heather was upset. Pissed. Fuming. It...
I'd been on my motorcycle for over five hours. I knew riding from Los Angeles to San Francisco would be a long trip but I was pretty sure my goal at the end of this ride would be worth it. My destination was the Wabash School for Girls located in a rich suburb of San Francisco called Pleasanton. It was a boarding school my girlfriends parents had sent her t...
Combatting sexism and patriarchy in the African-American community, that's every sister's concern. My name is Christine Soleil and I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Hartford, Connecticut. My parents Jean-Pierre and Lucinda Soleil moved to Connecticut from their hometown of Cap-Haitien in North Haiti when I was real young. As fa...
Birds of a feather flock together, as they say. I respectfully disagree. Opposites attract, and it often works wonders. Please allow me to elaborate on that, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Joel Saint-Vincent, and I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian immigrant father and a French Canadian mother. My folks, Lucas Saint-Vincent and Marlene...
Author retains all rights, no reproduction or other use without permission. The names have been changed because there's just a little too much truth to this one. * We met at a workshop on collaboration, a three day affair at a resort near Lake Tahoe and it wasn't all business, but the play was fairly limited and innocent. She was married and although I fo...
The name is Craig Johnstown. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young black man living in the small rural town of Hawking, Oregon. The story that I am about to tell you concerns a certain dark period in my life. I call it the Dark Side. It doesn't matter if you're a good person with strong morals and principles, you can only be pushed so far before you start...
My name is Stephen McCain, formerly Alex Shay, and I'm a tall and lean young black man living in the city of Plymouth, Massachusetts. These days, I'm a student-athlete at Saint Meredith College, a small private school located in the heart of Plymouth. These days, I'm finally doing alright. I've escaped from the clutches of my evil family. Black American fami...
DISCLAIMER: This is the first part of a longer story. The story contains plenty of sex, but this chapter does not. If you appreciate stories that build, you may like this. If you want a quick read, this may not be for you. ***** To a stranger on the internet, this may read like a confession, but anyone who actually knows me and has observed my behavior wil...
What's up people? Stefano Saint-Mathieu here. Technically, I'm supposed to leave work around seven in the morning but I almost never do. The bus heading to Nepean stops by the Bank Street building where I work overnight security around six thirty five, and I try my best to catch it. Otherwise I'd have to wait for the next one at six forty five, and in the fr...